Invocation of the Sun

Phoebus arise
And paint the sable skies
Azure, white and red
Long to leave
Long too low
Rouse mother from her bed
The nightingale's coming
Give life to dark with which left dead
Found I was stolen from the cruel stars of my ruin sworn
Voices cry
Stormy stay
Phoebus, Phoebus cry
Zephyr, Zephyr breathe
Kissing sometimes
Phoebus, Phoebus love
Ensaffroning air
Ensaffroning sea
Stormy sky
Her tresses play
Who are preserved
Far away